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I was born under a wandering star
I was born under a wandering star
Wheels are made for rolling,
mules are made to pack
I've never seen a sight
that didn't look better looking back
I was born under a wandering star
Mud can make you a prisoner
and the plains can bake you dry
Snow can burn your eyes
but only people make you cry
Home is made for coming from,
for dreams of going to
Which with any luck
will never come true
I was born under a wandering star
I was born under a wandering star
Do I know where hell is,
hell is in hello
Heaven is goodbye
whenever it's time for me to go
I was born under a wandering star
A wandering, wandering star
Mud can make you prisoner
and the plains can bake you dry
Snow can burn your eyes
but only people make you cry
Home is made for coming from,
for dreams of going to,
Which with any luck
will never come true.
I was born under a wandering star.
I was born under a
wandering star.
When I get to heaven, tie me to a tree
Or I'll begin to roam,
and soon you'll know just where I'll be
I was born under a wandering star
A wandering, wandering star